What happened last night shocked countless people.
But after dawn.
Everyone''s attention turned to the ceremony of sacrificing Yang.
After all, the ceremony of sacrificing Yang is the focus of everyone.
Woo woo!
One morning, a bleak horn sounded in all directions of Jiyang city.
The sound of the horn resounded from heaven and earth.
And the whole people in Jiyang city.
They walked one after another towards the altar in the middle of the city.
Barbarian warriors from seven tribes have long maintained order around the altar.
But generally no one dares to make trouble today.
Because all troublemakers, no matter who is right or wrong, no matter their status.
Will be sacrificed to the great sun.
Xiao Changfeng also came near the altar.
Pretty two followed with scars.
Yan Chenggang''s random blow last night.
Although maner was not killed on the spot.
But he was also seriously injured.
If Xiao Changfeng hadn''t healed him with green wood pill and green dragon mana.
I''m afraid he''s dead.
Even so.
He was also scarred and limping.
"Master, there are many people around us!"
Although maner was injured, his natural vigilance was not lost.
At this time, he whispered to Xiao Changfeng.
"It''s just people from the Huangyuan tribe. Don''t pay attention."
Xiao Changfeng''s divine knowledge dispersed and had already found these people.
You can also guess their purpose.
But as long as you don''t disturb yourself.
Xiao Changfeng is too lazy to drive away these flies.
But because of their existence.
Xiao Changfeng can easily walk in front of the crowd and get a good viewing position.
Woo woo!
The bleak horn continued and never stopped.
And with the sound of the horn.
More and more people gathered near the altar.
The horn continued for an hour.
Then the seven tribes officially appeared.
Dong Dong!
The ground was shaking, and then a huge figure came out of the crowd.
These huge figures are not barbarians and wizards.
It''s a monster.
Only three elephants ten meters high walked out of the crowd.
They are huge, like a hill.
The limbs are like Optimus Prime.
Each fall will make the ground tremble.
Like a small earthquake.
On the backs of the three elephants, there are three figures sitting.
The first person is the strong one in the powerful realm.
Behind the elephant, there are a kind of barbarian warriors and several wizards.
"It''s the giant elephant tribe. Their giant elephant knight has the power of ten thousand enemies and unparalleled combat power!"
Xiao Changfeng doesn''t have to guess.
The excited crowd around quickly told the origin of the tribe.
After the Colossus tribe.
Soon a second tribe appeared.
There are no monsters this time.
But there are hundreds of barbarian warriors in iron armor.
Iron armor is rare in southern Xinjiang.
Because most barbarians choose rattan armor or bamboo armor that is easier to get.
"It''s the baby merchant tribe. Their warriors are the most powerful and can attack the enemy."
This is also a powerful tribe.
The hundred Armored Warriors have a clang sound at every step.
It makes people feel solemn.
The third is the Huangyuan tribe.
Among the Huangyuan tribes, there are many wizards.
A line of barbarian warriors, a line of wizards.
Equally daunting.
Shan Yu was wearing a lock armour and walked at the forefront of the team.
Tieyuan tribe, simixin tribe, Zhiyu tribe and Guiyu tribe.
Seven tribes appeared together.
Every tribe has a different style.
But there is one thing in common.
That''s strong!
Only the strong in the powerful realm can be called a tribe.
The heads of the seven tribes are all strong in the great energy realm.
Except for the seven patriarchs.
There are also many elders and wizards in the imperial martial arts realm.
A rare big man on weekdays.
Today, it is everywhere and gathered together.
But the seven tribes are powerful.
But not the strongest.
In southern Xinjiang.
Except for the unknown strong.
The strongest are the demon Kingdom and witch religion.
And here.
The strongest nature is witchcraft.
People from the seven tribes gathered around the altar.
But the ceremony of sacrificing Yang did not begin.
They are all waiting for someone.
Xiao Changfeng is also waiting for him.
"Here comes the son!"
Finally.
Here comes the son of witchcraft.
Two figures flew out of the little witch hall.
In the eyes of countless people.
Came to the altar.
It is the Holy Son of witchcraft and the ancestor of northern witchcraft.
"Meet the son!"
Seeing the Holy Son of the witch sect, everyone immediately knelt down and worshipped.
Whether it''s a barbarian or a wizard.
Even the heads of the seven tribes.
You must also kneel on your knees at this time.
At a glance.
Millions of people kneel down and call the son of God.
Such scenes were extremely shocking.
But there were only two people who didn''t kneel down.
One is Xiao Changfeng.
The other is pretty two.
Although maner shuddered, his eyes were frightened.
But he looked at Xiao Changfeng.
That is, gritting your teeth and straightening up your spine.
In this way.
Xiao Changfeng and man Er can''t attract people''s attention.
The son of the sorcery sect looked over for the first time.
Maner is not qualified for his attention.
His eyes were all on Xiao Changfeng.
"It seems to be him, but I can''t see his realm?"
The Holy Son of the witch sect guessed Xiao Changfeng at a glance.
But Xiao Changfeng had no breath all over, which made him frown slightly.
But he can kill elder jiaoxuan.
It should not be weak.
But there are more important things for him to do at this time.
"The Holy Son, on behalf of the witch religion, announced the official start of the Yang sacrifice ceremony!"
The son of the witch sect works his aura and exhales.
Suddenly, a great voice resounded over the whole Jiyang city.
So all the barbarians and wizards were excited.
At noon.
The sun is strong.
The bleak horn sounded again.
But this time except for the horn.
And the sound of beating drums sounded in all directions of Jiyang city.
The sound of horns and drums intertwined.
Compose a primitive and rough wuman tune.
"It''s time to offer sacrifices!"
A loud voice sounded.
Then from a dedicated channel.
Out of tens of thousands of slaves.
Among these slaves, there were thousands of monsters.
But they were all tied up in a string by vines.
At the rude urging of the barbarian warriors.
Walk slowly into the altar.
There is a spacious square in the altar.
However, the ground of the square is dark and mottled.
The faint smell of blood seemed to pass through the interval of time.
Eighty thousand slaves were sent to the altar.
Waiting for their.
Only death!
Because they are sacrifices.
meanwhile.
Shan Yu, the patriarch of the Huangyuan tribe.
Also under the guidance of Lianyun wizard.
Came to Xiao Changfeng.
"You killed the elders of my tribe, and today you will sacrifice your blood and life to the great sun god!"
Shan Yu looked at Xiao Changfeng tyrannically.
At this time, with a big hand.
He planned to catch Xiao Changfeng.
However, at this time.
Xiao Changfeng ignored Shan Yu.
He looked up slightly.
He looked at the son of witchcraft on the altar.
Then spring thunder burst from the tongue and resounded everywhere.
"Son of the witch sect, do you dare to fight me?"